And as the battle burns on in the distance
I used to travel, can you feel this resistance?
We, the creative corpses have built the new cathedrals,we've constructed the new arenas, we paint the pictures and we write the anthems.
So all i ask you is, who are you here with? It is us against them.
Are we missing our own kind? As we onboard with the ashes of tomorrow, we dance on a thousand graves, get higher on this mutiny. And all of you turn it up, all thats left to do is turn it up, so turn it up.
